Arts and Culture

Stranger than fiction
Stranger than fiction
‘Nom has no choice but to fight. The gang has her surrounded.”
When we speak of London
When we speak of London
London town is an almost mythical city. Full of colliding worlds. Diasporic to the core. Ancestry in progress, to borrow shamelessly from Marie...
No ordinary reading life
No ordinary reading life
It’s a Saturday afternoon at home in 2002. The loud aroma of boerewors and pap from the kitchen competes with the sound of impending doom in Bill...
H&M debacle: My enemy’s enemy is a fighter
H&M debacle: My enemy’s enemy is a fighter
A black woman, probably a shopper, traipsing around the aisles with a handbag slung over her shoulder. A throng of white people, feeling trapped...
A song of constant beginnings
A song of constant beginnings
The poet’s biographer on how he brought together the African and diasporic traditions of resistance and art
Younger poets mourn a master
Younger poets mourn a master
There are countless people in the South African poetry community whose careers have been nourished by the selfless light of the literary giant...
Beauty in struggle
Beauty in struggle
Rhythm it is we
A poet laureate, a servant of the people
A poet laureate, a servant of the people
In 2005, after shopping the idea around for a decade, the Write Associates got government support to institutionalise the office of the poet...
Snapshots of a living poem
Snapshots of a living poem
Some hours after ringing in the new year, I received a message from a friend. The poet and friend to many writers of my generation, Professor...
And thus do I salute him
And thus do I salute him
It was a warm April day in New York City’s Upper West Side. I approached the door of a ground-floor flat, 310 West 87th Street, rang the bell and...
It was all black, everything
It was all black, everything
The 75th Golden Globes is the first major Hollywood award ceremony since the film industry witnessed as many testimonies of sexual harassment.
Going home from home
Going home from home
I am on my way Home. Following five weeks of expanding my super-territory I am soon to return Home somewhat fulfilled in ways I am yet to understand fully....
Buyel’Ekhaya Mtase: This land of ours shrouded in song
Buyel’Ekhaya Mtase: This land of ours shrouded in song
Home Is Where Music Is — Hugh Masekela, 1972 (Chisa/Blue Thumb Records)

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